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61 thoughts on “Dragonflies & Raindrops”

Your imagery is out of this world! I had to stop and re-read the line about “cicadas warbling a scorched-earth vibrato” because it was so stunning. I love how effortlessly you “vividify” everyday images (please excuse the atrocious grammar, but I really can’t think of a better word than “vividify” in this context.) For example, your descriptions of “fire-kissed grass” and “brown stalks resembling slender men” brought extremely strong visuals to my mind’s eye. 😊

Also, another effect of this beautiful poem is that it makes me want to go and live in the Australian outback! 😊

I love rhyme that is done well. I abandoned my own attempts at poetry with rhyme scheme after being disappointed in how contrived and shallow they were coming out. You do it so effortlessly, there is a wonderful flow and rhythm to this piece. The rhyme isn’t overwhelming or distracting in any way, it beautifuly blends in and unquestionably belongs.

I enjoyed hearing your reading very much–though I expected your voice to be lower…odd, how we look at a face and hear a certain voice in our heads 🙂 If you have a spare minute, I could use some help re doing similar audio at my blog: there’s a free (and accepted by WP) program–“cloud mix”, or something like that. I need to know if it would be comparable to SoundCloud–and whether one’s recording is then available to the entire world, or just the blog audience. Thanks in advance 🙂

Haha, maybe too many Metallica songs left me a little scratchy for that one 😉
I’m not aware of that program as I just use soundcloud and post the link but I’d be more than happy to take a look and get back to you with my thoughts on it 🙂

This one kills me absolutely. Such an amazing salute to your country, the sounds, the sights, everything. Bringing us in there with you. I think this is my favorite piece I’ve read of your work. Stunning. Plus the excellent recording – thank-you!! ❤

I feel the same way about where I live – I love these type of pieces!! I’ve done a lot of reading about Australia, and I’d love to visit, though there does seem to be a disturbingly high number of seemingly benign things that cause death. Personally, I just really want to hug a Wombat. The kangaroos would probably kick me. 😉

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Ryan Stone writes after midnight. His short fiction and poetry have appeared in publications including Eunoia Review, The Drabble, Algebra of Owls and Silver Birch Press and won prizes in a number of competitions at venues including Grindstone, Writer Advice, Goodreads, Writers’ Forum Magazine and Poetry Nook. He lives in Melbourne, Australia.